Once Upon a Toolbelt

Glockenspiel, gentle claps and airy vocals turn a lullaby about a biomed mom into something that actually sounds like a bedtime book.

The stories behind Once Upon a Toolbelt

Lyrics

Once upon a tool belt, too big for her waist

There's a girl in a story who never has to wait

She keeps a tiny wrench inside her backpack strap

Rides along on rounds and takes a little nap

Between the car and the closet, she learns every part

That's the bedtime book that's starting my whole heart

Once upon a tool belt, once upon a page

The girl who mends the broken things too small for her age

Once upon a bedtime,

the mom wrote it down

So every little kid could wear that crown

There's a club now for the moms who work the floor

Trading nap time stories through an open door

Somebody wrote the book so her own kid could see

That's my mom's whole world and it's not scary to me

Maybe you're the mechanic,

maybe you're the nurse

Maybe you're the one who reads it first

Every kid deserves a story

Shaped like home, so we wrote her one so nobody

feels alone Once upon a tool belt, once

upon a page A girl who mends the broken things too small

for her age Once upon a bedtime,

her mom wrote it down

So every little kid could wear that

crown

Once upon a tool belt

Once upon a page

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